i promise you they’ll feel your absence in ways they never expected. not through loud declarations or desperate texts, but in the quiet. in the stillness of the nights they once shared with you. in the silence where your name used to echo. your absence doesn’t beg for attention, it lingers, it haunts. it shows up when they scroll past something only you would’ve understood. when they laugh, but it doesn’t feel as full. when they’re surrounded by noise, but still feel empty.



















